miércoles, 17 de noviembre de 2010

lunes, 1 de noviembre de 2010

Blur


I had blur myself this night while your smoke shined in my eyes
Why? Never mind, I think... But you really brand me with your voice in my soul
and night after night I lost in your bed
...
and fly
and dream all the dreams and cry all the screams
All the things I can take you or you give me
Is this real? Is it a fantasia?